spread apart, my open heart
placing your breath between the beats
catch it before, i fall to the floor
as the words out of my mouth begin to bleed
i have never been this honest in my dishonesty
these thoughts from you always ring true
i'm present skin deep, but you're underneath
the closer things get
the more i try and distance
my heart from my mind
but it just won't leave behind
the one tangled thread
that still holds resistance
i see us dancing beneath the moon
morbidly to the same sad tune
fear crowding this empty room
pushing further into the gloom
from all of my stories taken
you're more than sadly mistaken
now asleep and widely awakened
i understand now without you saying
rip apart, my open heart
and take a look at what we really are
all we are is dust from the star
"all we are, is dust from the
"all we are, is dust from the star"
i'm kind of jealous i didn't write this..
beautiful poem.